The faintly dark red hammer directly smashed a player's skull with a whistling sound.

"Kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people behind Myron swarmed up. Three job transfer warriors, including Myron, acted as the vanguard. It didn't take long for Jiuding's escorts to be killed.

Zou Peng stood there and watched, his expression became extremely ugly, and he watched helplessly as one player after another died, resurrected, and died again, his fists clenched, and his joints became slightly white.

In reality, the escorts he hired with wages were helpless in front of Myron and the others. He could only watch them die, watch them resurrect, and watch them float on the rocking pillar.

Zou Peng is a transferred warrior, but there are three transferred warriors on Melun's side, so he is no match at all.

Myron looked at the frightened Zou Peng with a sinister smile on his face.

"Isn't it just good to cooperate honestly? We have to play hard."

However, at this time, Zou Peng, who was stunned with fear, had a smile on his face and whispered to him.

"Look behind you... who's coming?"

When Myron subconsciously turned his head to look back, a man behind Zou Peng ran over quickly carrying a box.

The smile on Zou Peng's face did not change at all, and he took the just-right wooden box.

After Myron realized that he had been tricked, he rushed towards Zou Peng in anger.

But just halfway through, Zou Peng opened the wooden box, grabbed a large handful of spell scrolls with both hands, and smiled at Myron.

When Myron saw it, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. Then his body trembled, and he turned around and ran back in fear.

"How is it possible, how could you..."

Before he finished speaking, the wind element in the store instantly became violent, turning into wind blades and flying through the air. It was as dense as a heavy rain, and it instantly covered Myron and others.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

The arrogant Myron and others suffered heavy casualties in an instant, while those who were lucky enough to survive fell to the ground and groaned.

Tao Ding and others who were planning to come in outside the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce were stunned.

The newly resurrected guards were also stunned.

At this moment, the only sounds in the store were the moans of Myron and others.

"Gulu."

One person swallowed his throat. It was Lu Leng, the captain of the escort team, who looked at Zou Peng blankly.

"Thank you for your hard work, the spell scroll came a little late."

Zou Peng rubbed his wrist.

"Well, it turns out that little brat Al is right. After using too many spell scrolls, my wrists are indeed a little tired."

After Zou Peng finished speaking, he turned and looked at Lu Leng strangely.

"What are you waiting for? These are experiences, don't you want them any more?"

As soon as Zou Peng finished speaking, a group of people looked at each other and immediately swarmed up.

"Come back, Lu Leng, I'll give it all to you. Hurry up and transfer my job to me."

"yes."

When Lu Leng heard this, he immediately ran up with a smile on his face. Zou Peng smiled when he saw this.

Everyone in the Niehuo Guild outside the door widened their eyes and froze in shock. The president's face was full of caution, and he raised his head after pondering for a moment.

"Will my wrists really get tired if I use too many spell scrolls?"

When the person next to him heard this question, a big question mark appeared on his head.
Chapter completed!